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Being a successful woman in Kelowna BC

I was asked by a local man who is friends with people in my local networking community ” How could you of approached these people differently for different results?”

Honestly the only way I could of gotten different or successful results from Kelowna BC.. would of been to be just like them. So to get straight to the point of this post. If you want to be a successful woman in Kelowna BC..blend. Follow trends.. kiss ass.. be a nice and well behaved woman..

If I was to do anything different it would of been not to have been different.. that is it in a nutshell.

Following a big dream comes with a huge sacrifice.. it comes with cutting so many people loose all the time; that want to hold you back and have you conform to their comfort levels.. hell it isn’t ┬ájust Kelowna BC..it’s all of CANADA.. my nation is so conservative.. if I wanted to be successful I would of just painted Goddesses for my book..and wrote about women’s sexuality in a tame.. toned down fashion of 3rd person. That way I wouldn’t be a personal or professional threat..and even some of the conservatives might of accepted me.

Kelowna’s business community is run by catty insecure women. That’s why they need The Goddess Movement to begin with. They see me posing as The Goddess in my book and writing about women’s sexuality and my own sexuality; as a way to get all the male attention in Kelowna. They see this because they are the ones that need all the male attention in Kelowna by acting like Alpha Females..by doing this Femme Fatal crap to me.. by pushing me out of their networking groups..telling me to quit..telling me no one wants you or your message..

Of course me standing up to the prejudice and writing about it makes me the manipulative bitch.. once again their projection. They are the one’s that feel insecure in their own sexuality and that is why they have taken jabs at mine..through gossip and social ostracization. Then they say online that they are about giving women their voices and empowerment..while obviously seeing me as competition ..therefore not being truly empowered themselves..because strong women hold other women up…not cut them down.

So because of this..because of this immaturity, it doesn’t matter how I approached anyone in my community.. there is a strong conformity here.. intense insecurities and thick masks.. I am a threat to them..as they have shown me through their projections of fear ..or the label of victim that they have placed onto me .. well here is a thought ” Stop victimizing me..because I am not going to do what the guy I was talking to did with his bully.. I am not going to please you so that you will stop being cruel.. nope.. I am not going to change who I am and my message.. I am not going to bend to your will and blend in.. just to make you comfortable..but what I will do and continue to do.. is cut you all loose.. I am not turning toxic. I AM GOING TO BE ME! If you like it or not! ”

It’s better to fly solo than to fly with the flock that is going in the wrong direction..

Peace out.

HELL IN DISGUISE

 

 

The seduction is the world, it is the ego telling you your lies are true, it is the ego saying give them sweet lies.. give them words that you don’t live by..and then confuse them by telling them that is how they will find a storyteller; but the entire time it is you..tell them to be kind while secretly you are cruel..tell them to include others while secretly you and them only live for you.. living in a lie, if it is told to a select few it is so easy to do.. give it them with tears in your eyes..being kind to those who don’t need you to..and exclude from your party of fake and phony friends..the real people who need you to extend a hand.. this how you end up in the place were you are.. in a place of the back biting snake den that you thought was heaven but it is really your self created hell. You call them friends, but they only will accept your lies as soon as you try to break free they will be pulling you back in..they will whisper seductions of conformity..they will tell you just to calm down as they like the illusions that you have built with them.. cause you can feast with them, and you can have speaking engagements with them and tell yourself and them it such an important message..that never leaves your circle or your snake den.. you and your fake friends.. no you can never leave magician your caught in your own silky smooth talken..so eat your nice little chief’s surprise..and your specialty deserts.. and stab it with your knives.. and keep living in your sweet seductive lies.. like your bullshit, like your fake friends, like the shiny brass lives you love to lie in.. I would rather die.

 

Hotel California

On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
This could be Heaven or this could be Hell
Then she lit up a candle
Ad she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted
She got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
That she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain
Please bring me my wine
He said ‘We haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They’re livin’ it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (What a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling
The pink champagne on ice
And she said ‘We are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
And in the master’s chambers
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can’t kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
‘Relax’, said the night man
We are programmed to receive
You can checkout any time you like

To all the fake in Kelowna..fluffy..fluff blowing in the wind.

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